1408 There Is Always A Thousand Words When Meeting, But Only Two When Parting (1/2)

Instead of sleeping last night, Zhang Zian conceived countless ways to say goodbye, from crying with his head tucked in to long lyrical narratives. He finally chose the most common way, which was as bland as when leaving home to go to college or work. If things weren't going well outside, he could come back home at any time. It was as bland as if all this is true.

”Is your luggage heavy? Would you like me to take you to the station?” His mother looked at the suitcase. She was like this as well last night, desperately trying to stuff things inside but worrying that it might be too heavy.

”No, it's not heavy. Besides, I'm rolling it anyways, not carrying it. It's fine,” he said with indifference, ”No need to take me there, your customers will come soon. I can do it myself.”

His parents asked if he left anything behind, be it his wallet or mobile phone. They reminded him that the station was crowded, and he should bring his luggage when he went to the bathroom so that it wouldn't be stolen...

This wasn't the first time he had left home for a long time. Since the beginning of college, this process has been repeated countless times. The difference was probably, ”Don't forget to bring your train ticket”. After all, he was now entering the station with his ID card and therefore didn't need a ticket.

No matter what they said, he promised them one by one. However, he didn't hear a single word but merely stared at their faces in a way that made him want to cry.

Once all the preparations were complete, his parents told him a few more things like ”Go and be nice to the girl over there, don't be too stingy” or something similar.

He walked to the door, holding the luggage lever, and put his other hand on the doorknob door. He held it tightly without pushing too hard.

After a short while, he turned abruptly, ”Why shouldn't I leave? Like Mom said, the company can't do without me anyway, and I should be fine delaying two more days.”

The several new members nearby silently lowered their heads, and the gray parrot was so disheartened it buried its head in its wings as discouragement. Before they came, they were full of confidence and determined that the strength of the whole team would definitely pull him out of the dream. After their arrival, they weren't so confident anymore.

Even if he didn't do as planned, they couldn't blame him and would understand his choice.

It may have been that his father helped his mother think about the situation last night. His mother laughed and simply said, ”You're such a grown adult already and you still can't leave home? Are you still crying when leaving us? Go. You will be back again in less than three months.”

She walked over, wiped his tears with the corner of her sleeve, and murmured, ”You've grown so fast. So many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and now I can barely reach you without tiptoeing ...”

His father also said earnestly, ”Everything your mother said yesterday was just out of anger. Good men can thrive anywhere. Go out and see the world while you're still young. Why stay at home all day? Go, it is time to go.”

Zhang Zian stood still for a few seconds, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile, ”Okay, then I'm going.”

”Go. Be careful on the road, don't drop or lose your things, and watch out for cars.”

They took the trouble to remind him once again of what he needed to be careful about. With that, they opened the door for him to leave the store.

Zhang Zian held up the birdcage with one hand and pulled the suitcase with his other hand, with the little monkey sitting on it. The cats who couldn't be brought out of the shop yesterday also took the first opportunity and left.

The weather was wonderful. It wasn't a cloudless sunny day or a cloudy and rainy day, but cloudy weather with moderate light and suitable temperature. It seemed as though someone had arranged for the weather to be like this especially for his departure.

His parents stood side by side at the door and only re-entered the shop after seeing him leave.

He took a few steps out of the store, took a deep breath, let go of the hand holding the suitcase, and turned to wave them farewell.

”Goodbye!”

They also smiled and waved to him.

He waved for about five seconds, then slowly put down his hands. He picked up his suitcase again, held his chest up, and strode toward the station.

Slam!